Sweet, sweet rebellion

Scene: Mother has brought home some left over cheesecake from her bible study group the previous night.

Mother (to sister): There’s a piece of cheesecake in the fridge if you want it.

/I prick my ears up at this on account of my fondness for cheesecake.

Sister: Is it gluten free?

Mother: No, but Burfit won’t eat it and Dad and Durdlin shouldn’t eat it.

(Shouldn’t? Excuse me?)

I say nothing even though my mouth is bursting with words I would dearly like to set free.

Shortly after this I escape downstairs and sit alone, in the quiet, thinking.

About 10 mins later Father seeks me out. He is carrying a bowl.

He tells me he brought me some dessert but what I hear is him telling me he loves me and that he understands my hurt.

I enjoyed that cheesecake. It was really good with a bit of the icecream we’ve been hiding in the freezer downstairs.

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One response to “Sweet, sweet rebellion

  1. Goosebumps. Lots of juicy goosbumps.
    Glad you enjoyed your yummy cheesecake, and your special moment with your Dad.

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